The plan is to drive to Homer tomorrow morning. The plan, though noble and true, may be completely thrown out the window due to a wee bit of snow.
Granted, it’s not like we weren’t expecting it. This is December in Alaska, after all, and Alaska = snow. But the roads have been awful the last few days. Awful in the sense of driving home from work taking an hour. Awful in the sense of getting stuck two feet from my apartment driveway.
I could see the edge of the storm out over the ocean last night driving home as wind whipped down streets and snow dumped on the roads, and I was happy to see sky. But there is a rumor that another storm is due this weekend.
Christmas weekend. The weekend during which I am driving to Homer and back.
Awful in the sense of avalanches.
Don’t worry, Mom, everything will be all clear with dry roads when I’m driving.
The question comes down to this: how difficult are “difficult driving conditions”?
I’ve driven in snow storms, in white outs, and it’s true: they aren’t that much fun. But I’ve survived. Stayed on the road and everything. Isn’t driving in the winter in Alaska always difficult?
Maybe the real question is: How big of a heart attack would my mother have if I set off driving with a blizzard warning in effect? Even if the weather for most of the drive looks fine?
Alright, screw this waiting thing. Blizzard warnings have lifted, and I’m leaving for Homer.
I made it safe and sound.